interested in all his adventures, from the time he left home late in the preceding summer until now.  He had to tell them all about his New York adventures, and also about their experiences together in the Philippines, and his new friends showed the greatest interest in all he had to say, and seemed to find it all vastly entertaining.  They were anxious, Archie thought, to make him have a very good time in Tokio, to make up for some of his hard experiences, and if this were indeed their object, they succeeded admirably in accomplishing it.  Every day was filled with surprises, and every night Archie thought he had enjoyed himself more this day than the day before.  They travelled about the city so persistently, on foot and in the quaint jinrikishas, that he felt that he knew almost every part of Tokio, and he witnessed every side of native existence, as well as the life in the foreign quarter.  It was all charmingly new and interesting, and, as in Hong Kong, they were both sorry when the day for their sailing came around.  And always since Archie has declared that no one can be more kindly hospitable than the English.

The voyage from Yokohama to San Francisco was slow and monotonous, Archie thought, for he was now very impatient to reach the United States, and he had also grown very tired of travel by water.  There were some very pleasant passengers, but Archie couldn’t see that he had a much better time than when he was peeling potatoes corning over.  That was interesting enough, anyhow.  The only break in the monotony was the day they were enabled to spend in Honolulu, and on that day Archie went again to some of the places he had seen during his first visit to the attractive city.  And he called again upon some of the friends of his first visit, and found that most of them had read of his great success as a war correspondent, and of his many exciting experiences in the Philippines.  They were all profuse in congratulating him upon what he had accomplished, and every one seemed to think he had been very successful indeed.

While they were in Honolulu a vessel arrived, bound for Japan, and Archie was delighted to find it was the same vessel upon which he had worked his passage from San Francisco on his way to Manila.  He went aboard and met some of the friends he had made there, and found that they all knew now who it was they had carried as chore-boy in the galley.  They all seemed glad to hear of his success, and to know that he was coming home as a first-class passenger.  The cook treated him with much deference, and started to apologise for his treatment of Archie on the way over; but the boy stopped him, and told him that no apology was necessary.  “I think I may have been an unwilling worker,” he said, “because of course I didn’t like the work at all, and it was hard for me to take an interest in peeling potatoes when I was looking forward to accomplishing such great things in the Philippines.”

“Oh,” said the cook, “you was a fine worker.  Sure, I ain’t had so good a boy since.”  And Archie laughed to see the change in opinion which is sometimes brought about by a change in circumstances.